"It’s like meeting the woman of your dreams, and then meeting her handsome husband on her back"

Dear you, spent a whole day make a warm conversation with you was the nicest day over three years of my life.

Meeting someone with that precise combination of personality traits who has almost all the qualities that I'm looking for in a partner who has beautiful eyes, mysterious and perfect person I’ve always fantasized about in my head.  And to top it all off, there’s a slight possibility that she's into you, as well as. I get start to talking and getting to know well each other, and I find myself slowly falling in love again with her after falling in love on the first sight. But there’s a catch that she has already a boyfriend. So do I carry the torch for? Let’s see. I may tell myself that I just want to be her best-friends, but I might start to wish and hope that she would leave her boyfriend for me. Not only is that unhealthy, but I could potentially end up hurting the person she is with and because bothering other relationship is not my style. 

Spend a night feel a slight twinge of pain in thinking that someone I'm really starting to like is off limits.

Then how to deal with liking someone who is already taken?

It's okay to like someone who’s already taken. It’s perfectly fine to admire the qualities of a woman, even if she’s already in a relationship with someone else. However, we (you guys include I whose like someone who's taken) have to keep in mind that we can only admire her/him from a distance. It's a lot of funny when I write "admire her/him from distance" but if you guys put yourself in my shoes you can feel the pain. She can’t be yours or at least she can’t be yours, unless she’s suddenly single.

So I take about a night to myself to do a few things that make me forget about the pain. I want to cry or rant to a few of my closest friends but I couldn't do that because I'm afraid of being more ashamed just because something that called love or chiefly love on first sight. I feel like I'm lose myself again after a few year. Feel like crap about the fact that I will never be like Ever and Damen. Writing countless sad and cheesy things on Instagram so she know how was my feeling. 

I do what I have to do for a night only. But at the end of that one night, I look back at all the nonsense I have put myself through and feel really ashamed. It's an alert that I still have a sensible adult in me. So I pick myself up and move on. Because my life is about so much more than some other human being who doesn’t want to love me again and because I'm exhausting about not loving back. 

And that is exactly what I do

I don't know how long I'm going to have to hang around for, proving my worth, and measuring my actions. I make a note to myself that someone better or different may come along and I don’t want to miss it when it happens. Even if my deep heart’s screaming at me to go and get her, yet I have to listen to what my conscience says too